This is a song about "Hating your mother"

Good love then i can do that for her

Oops, well the door slammed, laylow? how's your mother?

Hip hop's bounty, hunter

Better for your mother

I'll rebel against your jealous hating, blessed with the essence to excel with patience

Sit outside and watch the constellations/ and always raise your limitations/

And there's little to be glad for

Rip your mother, sister, father and daughter

A'int nobody like your mother fucking bitch ass,

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Inhospitable like your mother

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Youll need your mother right by your side, youre my pet

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Who will take your mother and worsen